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Dog-Eared Delinquent Pet Whisperer P.I.

Molly Fitz

2019, Molly Fitz.

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Editor: Megan Harris

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This is a work of fiction. Names, characters, organizations, places, events, and incidents are either products of the authors imagination or are used fictitiously. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.

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Contents

About This Book

Authors Note

Chapter 1

Chapter 2

Chapter 3

Chapter 4

Chapter 5

Chapter 6

Chapter 7

Chapter 8

Chapter 9

Chapter 10

Chapter 11

Chapter 12

Chapter 13

Chapter 14

Chapter 15

Chapter 16

Chapter 17

Chapter 18

Chapter 19

Chapter 20

Whats Next?

Sneak Peek of The Cat Caper

Whats After That?

More Moss!

More Molly!

About This Book

Apparently Ive been slacking on the job as a paralegal, even though the firm doesnt know that Im secretly working as the areas premier Pet Whisperer P.I. to solve our toughest cases behind the scenes. Now theyve hired an intern to help me manage my workload

But what the partners dont realize is that theyve let a nefarious criminal into our offices. Trust me, Octo-Cat can smell this guys stink from a mile away. The worst part? Im pretty sure he can talk to animals too and he most definitely isnt using his talents to solve crimes and defend the innocent.

Ive always wondered how that zap from an old coffee maker landed me with supernatural abilities. Now its time to find out once and for all. Otherwise I fear I may wind up losing themand my trusty talking feline sidekickfor good.

Authors Note

Hey, new reader friend!

Welcome to the crazy inner workings of my brain. I hope youll find it a fun and exciting place to be.

If you love animals as much as I do, then Im pretty sure youre going to enjoy the journey ahead.

Dog-Eared Delinquent is just one of my first brain-tickling adventures! Many more will be coming soon, so make sure you sign up for my newsletter or download my app to help you stay in the know. Doing so also unlocks adorable pictures of my own personal feline overlord, Schrdinger, deleted scenes from my books, bonus giveaways, and other cool things that are just for my inner circle of readers.

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If youre ready to dive right in to more Pet Whisperer P.I., then you can even order the next books right now by clicking below:

The Cat Caper

Chihuahua Conspiracy

And make sure youve also read the books that come before Dog-Eared Delinquent in the series. They can be read in any order, but youll enjoy yourself more if you start at the beginning!

Kitty Confidential

Terrier Transgressions

Hairless Harassment

And dont miss these special collections!

Pet Whisperer P.I. Books 1-3

Six Merry Little Murders

Okay, ready to talk to some animals and solve some mysteries?

Lets do this!

Molly Fitz

To anyone who wishes she could talk to her animal best friend Well, whats stopping you?

Chapter One

Hi, Im Angie Russo, and my life is way harder than youd expect for someone who lives in an old East Coast mansion. Well, its not really my house more like my cats. After all, its his trust fund that pays the bills.

It may seem like Ive won the lottery but think again. Times are tricky when you have a talking cat bossing you around day-in and day-out.

Yeah, I said it.

My cat can talk.

As in, we communicate, have conversations, understand each other. Im not sure how or why our strange connection works, only that it does. And as much as I wished I knew more, sometimes you just have to accept things at face value. It all happened so fast, too. I went to work unable to talk to animals, got zapped by a faulty coffee maker, got knocked unconscious, and when I woke up againbada bing, bada boom!now Im talking kitty.

Ive decided to think of it as a stroke of fate, because it really does feel like Octo-Cat and I were meant to find each other. In the past six months alone, weve worked together to solve three separate murder investigations. I guess thats why Im considering my moms advice and officially looking into starting a business. Shes dubbed me Pet Whisperer P.I.not because I want anyone else to know about my strange abilities, but because we needed some kind of excuse for me to take Octo-Cat around on my sleuthing calls.

After all, I wouldnt be much of a Sherlock without my Watson. Okay, Im probably the Watson in our relationship. If youve ever been owned by a cat, then you should understand.

Regardless, Ill be the first to admit that my whole life changed for the better once Octo-Cat became a part of it. Before then, I was just drifting from one thing to the next. Id already racked up seven associate degrees, due to my unwillingness to commit to any one major long enough to secure a bachelors.

I guess you could say nothing ever felt quite like the perfect fit, but I kept trying anyway. I knew that somewhere out there my dream job was waiting even if I didnt quite know what it was yet.

You see, greatness kind of runs in my family, and for the longest time Id worried that particular trait had skipped right past me without a second thought.

My nan had followed her dreams to become a Broadway star back in her glory days, and my mom was the most respected news anchor in all of Blueberry Bay. My dad lived his dream, too, by doing the sports report on the same channel that featured Mom.

Now at last, after so much yearning, so much searching, wishing, and praying, Ive found the career path that fits me like a gloveand thats private investigating. So what if Im not getting paid for it yet? I probably could if I threw everything I had at getting my P.I. business up and off the ground.

But Im scared of letting down the good people of Longfellow, Peters, & Associates. Oh, thats right. My favorite frenemy Bethany is the newest partner, and I am so proud of her. Between her and Charles, I know the firm is in the best possible hands, but quitting to pursue self-employment?

Thats downright terrifying.

True, Im only part-time at the moment, but the twenty hours per week I put in are really well spent. I know Im making a difference, and yet

Aargh. Ive never had this much trouble quitting a job before. Why cant I just hand in my two weeks notice and say, See ya around?

Maybe part of me still longs for the chance to see where Charles and I could take our relationship, provided hes willing to ditch his annoying realtor girlfriend. Or maybe I dont want to leave Bethany behind when weve worked so hard to overcome our differences.